Be Good. Do Something Good.

Maybe I've Just Read Too Many Novels. In Novels, Alcoholics Are Always Attractive And Fuuny And Charming And Complex, Like Sebastian Flyte Or Abe North In Tender In The Night, And They're Drinking Because Of A Deep, Unquenchable Sadness Of The Soul, Or The Terrible Legacy Of The First World War, Whereas I Just Get Drunk Because I'm Thirsty, And I Like The Taste Of Lager.

No, Friends Were Like Clothes: Fine While They Lasted But Eventually They Wore Thin Or You Grew Out Of Them.

At Some Point You’ll Have To Get Serious About Life.

Call Me Sentimental, But There's No-one In The World That I'd Like To See Get Dysentery More Than You

Why Can’t You Just Love Me? Why Can’t You Just Be In Love With Me?